(October 2017)
I’d not read any le Carré before, so I was pleasantly
surprised by how much I enjoyed this. A satisfyingly unthrilling thriller about
downbeat spies in 1960’s suburbia. An amateur dramatics society plays a
significant role. A supporting character keeps bees. The main character spends
much of the time in bed. The espionage equivalent of a cosy catastrophe, which
is exactly what I needed on a four-hour train ride through rural Japan in the
pissing rain.
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